First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 157: Come on

Remember 【New】for a second,! The big bearded man was stunned, probably not expecting such a young man to dare to talk to him like this.

He is a heroic person, he will not care about a young man, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, it won't hurt a single hair on you."

As early as when he came here, the bearded man subconsciously thought that Su Yiding was the noble son of which clan.

Otherwise, who would take a charming and charming maid on their way?

What's even more ridiculous is that this noble boy is obviously used to enjoying happiness, and he also carries a rattan chair with him...

"You are a mud bodhisattva who has passed the river so often that you can't protect yourself, how dare you speak out and give shelter to others?"

In the night rain, a soft voice sounded, and a graceful figure floated up.

She was dressed in green clothes, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and her makeup was exquisite and beautiful. Even though she was walking in the torrential rain, she was leisurely and calm.

The big man with a long beard stood up, Ang Zang stood in front of the grotto, and laughed arrogantly: "What about the mud bodhisattva, killing you Hualianxiu is as easy as the palm of your hand!"

"What if you add me?"

A dry and hoarse voice sounded, and a shadow flashed from the rain curtain in the distance, appearing beside the woman in green clothes.

The man was thin and short, with sparse hair, an old face, and a hunchback, looking very unremarkable.

But in his hands, he was holding a pair of black giant axes that were half his height and stood there, his face full of ridicule and indifference.

The big bearded man squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "If Chang does his best, the two of you together won't be enough."

The hunchbacked old man snorted coldly.

Seeing this scene, Cha Jin felt nervous. She couldn't see through the cultivation of the two at all, but she smelled a dangerous atmosphere.

She couldn't help looking at Su Yi, but saw the latter sitting in the rattan chair, with her right elbow resting on the armrest of the chair, her chin resting on her palm, and a wine jug in her left hand, sitting there lazily, looking at A bonfire seems to be in a daze.

The flames were reflected in his deep eyes, flickering on and off.

In short, he doesn't seem to care about what's going on outside, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

However, it was this attitude of extreme laziness and extreme pride that made Cha Jin's nervousness dissipate and become more at ease.

This guy kills Nan Wenxiang and other masters like killing a chicken, and even the Fujian Secret Treasure can't help him. If he is in danger...

Not true.

It's dangerous for others to meet him.

Thinking like this, Cha Jin's taut body also relaxed, and she looked at her beautiful eyes not far away, intending to watch the excitement.

"Old rooster, don't be dissatisfied, the frequent visitor's 'Nine Swords for Conquering Demons' is well-known in the six counties of Gunzhou, but it is by no means a false name. If I try my best, I have to take it seriously."

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

In the middle of the night, in the rain, another person came, wearing a robe and holding a black wooden ruler.

When he walks, his toes don't seem to touch the ground, and the rain that pours from the sky can't touch his jacket, so he is handsome and suave.

Seeing this person, the long-bearded man's face suddenly became extremely dignified, his whole body was chilled, and he said coldly:

"Your master really thinks highly of me, and even sent your vicious dog here."

The man in the Confucian robe smiled slightly and said, "If Brother Chang agrees, within a month, if you don't set foot in Gunzhou City, I will immediately serve you with delicious wine."

"Stop talking nonsense, I just promise, you won't believe it, and it's destined to be impossible to give up."

The big bearded man said coldly.

The man in the Confucian robe patted his palm in admiration and said: "Brother Chang really expected things to be like God, but you are wrong. If you lose one of your legs, I can swear to God that I will let you leave alive!"

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a burst of thunder suddenly resounded in the sky.

The audience fell silent.

The crowd looked odd.

Cha Jin almost couldn't help laughing, is this the oath that God doesn't believe this guy?

The man in the Confucian robe was embarrassed, rubbed his nose, and said: "In this rainy season, it is indeed unfriendly to those who swear."

The beautiful woman in green clothes holding a paper umbrella whispered: "Mr. Yin, it's already like this, why don't you do it right away and send the frequent travelers back to the west?"

The man in the Confucian robe sighed: "The superior military is attacking the plot, and the heart is the most important. If he really believes that we will let him live, he will show his cowardice, and he will not be willing to work hard. In this case, it will be easy to deal with him. We don't have to worry about any loss, but I didn't expect that the thunder in the sky would be so uncooperative..."

He looks a little depressed.

The glamorous woman froze for a moment and said, "God doesn't cooperate. As long as we cooperate well, there will be no big loss."

The hunchbacked old man shook his head and grinned, "Yes."

After a moment of silence, the long-bearded man pointed at Su Yi and Cha Jin in the grotto, his eyes fixed on the man in the Confucian robe, and said, "Let them go, I'll play with you, I promise not to run away again. "

"Oh, the mud Bodhisattva, who is unable to protect himself, is still very compassionate, which really makes the slave family look up to him."

The woman in the green dress laughed and teased.

The man in the Confucian robe sighed: "What is the calamity falling from the sky? This is, if you really care about it, it is you who often pass by and let them get involved in this turmoil. If they die, they can only be counted as your usual. passers-by."

"You can keep that chick, I like it."

The slender, short, hunchbacked old man raised his axe and pointed at Cha Jin. He opened his mouth with a smile, and his eyes were full of fire.

Cha Jin was going to watch the fun, but when he heard this, he felt disgusted in his heart, how old is this old man, and he is still so lustful, it makes people want to cramp his skin and burn his bones to ashes!

The big bearded man turned around, showing shame, and said, "You two, it's Chang who can't help you. If there is a war later, Chang will try his best to help the two of you survive!"

Cha Jin was stunned for a moment, but this guy was quite open-minded.

Su Yi was still sitting there, without raising his eyelids when he heard the words, he said coldly: "If you are really guilty, you should go and die quickly. It's over. As for us, it's up to you to worry about it."

The frequent passerby stayed for a while, and his cheeks flushed red.

In the distance, the men in Confucian robes couldn't help laughing.

The beautiful woman in green clothes smiled and said, "Hey, I love listening to this little brother talk, and the slave family is a little reluctant to let him die."

"Don't be fooled, this kid said that maybe because he wanted us to let him go."

The hunchbacked old man sneered.

"Okay, let's clean up the surname Chang first."

The man in the Confucian robe said, and suddenly waved the black wooden ruler in his hand.

Boom!

The light and fluttering wooden ruler actually set off the sound of wind and thunder, and it was like a thick and majestic mountain.

The Master of Martial Arts!

Tea Jin's eyes narrowed.

It is unbelievable that there are so many masters tonight in such a wilderness.

Chong!

Frequent passers-by pulled out the giant sword behind him, and the whole person's momentum suddenly changed, his qi pierced through the sky, and he was as deep as a mountain.

He slashed across the sky.

Clang!

In the sound of the collision, the frequent passers-by shouted: "You two, no matter whether you resent Chang Mou or not, Chang Mou's death this time will also make a way for you to survive. Please seize the opportunity and take the opportunity to escape!" /

The voice is still reverberating, he has strode out of the grotto, and the figure hidden like a mountain rushed into the rainstorm, wielding his sword to kill, unparalleled in power.

Boom!

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, reflecting on his tall figure, stern as a god.

The giant sword in his hand is also very good. The whole body is like ink. It is three feet long and nine inches wide. There is a black lightning-like aura surging on it.

However, the man in the Confucian robe is also very good. Although he only holds a wooden ruler, he can advance and retreat, and he is free and unrestrained.

This is undoubtedly a life-and-death battle for a grandmaster. It is extremely dangerous and terrifying.

But soon, the man in the Confucian robe was forced to step back again and again, just because the frequent passerby was a desperate gesture and regarded death as home.

The man in the Confucian robe doesn't want to be pulled by the other side.

"Together."

The beautiful woman in green clothes put away the umbrella in her hand, and with a clanging sound, a blood-colored sword tip popped out from the tip of the umbrella, as if holding a long sword, volleying towards the frequent passers-by.

Boom!

As for the short, thin, hunchbacked old man, carrying a pair of giant axes, he charged straight up and slashed down with the axe, which was extremely fierce.

"They are all masters..."

Cha Jin gasped, and almost couldn't believe his eyes.

In Yunhe County, there are only a few martial arts masters.

But now, in this rainy night, there are four grandmasters fighting! !

"These guys must be very extraordinary, and they are definitely not ordinary people..."

Tea Jin secretly said.

Boom!

The rain is getting heavier, the thunder is rolling, and the lightning is dancing like a silver snake.

On the ground, the frequent passers-by competed with each other in a pair of three, still extremely mighty and unparalleled, and the black giant sword in his hand set off a wave of heavy swords.

But his opponents are three masters of the same realm after all, and the strength of the man in the Confucian robe can fight against him, plus the woman in green clothes and the old man with a hunchback, his situation has become dangerous. pole.

It didn't take long for him to be wounded.

"Go!"

In the rainy night, frequent passers-by roared, cold eyes like electricity.

He is completely desperate at this moment, and he is actually holding the other three people with only one person's strength!

Cha Jin couldn't help but look at Su Yi.

But seeing the latter sitting there, he closed his eyes and calmed down, with no intention of leaving at all.

In other words, he didn't bother to pay attention to the battle of the masters that was being played outside...

"Confused!!"

The frequent passers-by obviously also noticed that Su Yi and Cha Jin didn't plan to take the opportunity to leave, they were both anxious and angry.

But there is nothing I can do.

He struggled with the danger of being injured and dying, so he could barely contain the other party for a moment.

"What time is it, and you still care about other people's lives and deaths, you are just a frequent visitor!"

The man in the Confucian robe snorted coldly, and the black wooden ruler in his hand hit the black giant sword of frequent passers like lightning.

Clang! !

Amidst the earth-shattering sound of collision ~IndoMTL.com~ the black giant sword flew out of his hand, and the figure of the frequent passer staggered.

Before he could dodge, the blood-colored blade in the woman's hand had pierced into his back.

Pfft!

A string of blood was brought up, and the flesh was cut, deep to the bone.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man in the Confucian robe stepped forward and smashed a wooden ruler at the head of the frequent passerby.

Click!

Although the frequent passer avoided the key point of the head, he was hit on the shoulder with a wooden ruler, and the shoulder bone was broken and collapsed.

His tall and arrogant figure was smashed to the ground in front of the grotto, splashing the ground.

It seems that he knew he was going to die, and the frequent passerby was not afraid, but he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, turned his head to look into the grotto with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice, "Just now, why didn't you run away?"

I have regrets and regrets.

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